Lyrics
Turn your head, civil rights do not exist
It s enough to make me cry, and it ll magically decay today, close your eyes
close it up for keeps
Lie it on the floor and walk by, turn your head Circumstances, c mon man what s buggin you
Circumstances changed the game again, let s not let it all depend on something that is out of our hands
It s enough to make me cry, circumstances changed the game again Circumstances, lie it on the floor and walk by
sweep it under the rug
Sweep it under the rug, put it in your pocket
lie it on the floor and walk by
put it in your pocket
lie it on the floor and walk by
Close your eyes, turn your head
Even if we have to frame again, all you gotta do is
i feel we ve been past all these things before
Close your eyes, let s not let it all depend on something that is out of our hands Daphne, put it in your pocket
and it ll magically decay today
all you gotta do is
sweep it under the rug
Circumstances change the game again now, you could throw it all way
Close it up for keeps, you could throw it all way, and the earth is made of plastic
Circumstances change the game again now, close your eyes, sweep it under the rug
Close it up for keeps, sweep it under the rug
Put it in your pocket, civil rights do not exist
declared them all worth fighting for
Or maybe i was just sick that day, close your eyes, put it in your pocket
Sweep it under the rug, the easy way out is in high demand
Or maybe i was just sick that day, c mon man what s buggin you
Close it up for keeps, lie it on the floor and walk by
Close your eyes, you could throw it all way
turn your head
It s enough to make me cry, put it in your pocket
So we search for something we can blame again, put it in your pocket
c mon man what s buggin you
sweep it under the rug
Turn your head, sweep it under the rug
You could throw it all way, c mon man what s buggin you
1929 was just an itch, 1929 was just an itch
c mon man what s buggin you
Lie it on the floor and walk by, and it ll magically decay today, put it in your pocket
even if we have to frame again
C mon man what s buggin you, it s enough to make me cry Daphne, screw trying to understand